Tuesday, June 22, 2010
For a moment she wished she could be the reflection instead. She knew that this side of the glass was hers and yet she would never belong to it. In that moment she felt a brief reprieve from the banality of it all and felt both insignificant and sovereign at once, equally heavy and light. Like a body that has sunk to the bottom of the ocean and then suddenly its lungs are filled with air and it floats to the surface, she knew that for this fleeting moment everything was buoyant, suspended. She had found that middle point in gravity, the point when you discover that even though it can hold planets in orbit, it is still the weakest force of nature known to physics, and this was perhaps it's advantage. The advantage being that because of it's weakness it is not entirely bound to the earth.
For a moment, she was not bound to the earth.